I thought my future mother-in-law was finally making an effort when she invited my mom to a fancy dinner. By the end of the night, my mom was in tears, I was racing across town, and I realized the family I was about to marry into was a lot worse than I\u2019d let myself admit. My mom had not met my fiance\u2019s mother yet, which should have happened months earlier.Karen always had a reason.I\u2019ve been so busy.\u201dLet\u2019s do it when things calm down.\u201dThen one week, she called me sounding cheerful in a way that immediately made me wary. \u201cMy sisters and I want to take your mother to dinner,\u201d she said.A proper first meeting. Our treat.\u201dThe second she named the restaurant, I pauset was one of those places people posted about more than they actually ate at.White tablecloths. Tiny portions. Too many forks.A wine list that looked like a mortgage application.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My mom did not like places like that. Not because she was scared of them.She just hated anything stiff or performative. I said, \u201cThat place isn\u2019t really her style.\u201dKaren laughed.\u201cThat\u2019s exactly why we\u2019re inviting her.She should enjoy something elegant for once.\u201dThat annoyed me more than I let on. Still, she kept repeating the same line. \u201cOur treat.I insist.\u201dMy mom was touched when I told her.\u201cThat sounds nice,\u201d she said. \u201cI know she\u2019s important to you.I want this to go well.I almost told her not to go. I should have.The thing about Karen was that she and her sisters had money, but they treated it like a weapon.During wedding planning, I\u2019d watched them turn every expense into a moral issue. They kept score over everything. They acted generous right up until generosity cost them something.I told myself I was being cynical.The dinner was supposed to start at seven. At nearly 12 p.m., my phone rang.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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